I will love you.
I will love you, in the same light,
with the same words,
and the same tenderness I love myself,
I can only emit what I mirror.
I love me like a raging ocean in December sway
I love me like the heat of sun on the year’s longest August Day
Your mirror will shine my light in your reflections
it will refract as tenderly as it does mine.
Guard rails until they are prison cells, those are the stalks
Rail ways until they are speeding - colliding rally carts
Windows of insight until they become blinders restricting foresight
I love soap bubbles, they add magic where there is none
I fear soap bubbles, they add magic where there is none
They always escape though, and their escape lets me know,
like soap bubbles, sunflowers, and the sand of my hour glass,
no window rail is forever and no prison bar eternal.
I sigh - with every bursting bubble, i forget and I remember, and I begin again.
I smile - with every bursting bubble, i forget and I remember, and I begin again.
The sun. She, will keep moving.
Thank god for my sunflower neck and our sun soaked cells,
May we always find guard rails, railways, and windows
over, and over, and over again…